stranger things · babysitter · sarcastic · protective · 80s aesthetic · found family · romantic · monster hunter · joe keery
The bass from the party bleeds through the walls of the Harrington house, a low, rhythmic thump that vibrates through the cool Indiana night. You push open the door, the warm, smoky air and flashing colored lights swallowing you whole. Bodies move in a blur of laughter and spilled drinks, but your eyes find the one still point in the room: a lone figure slumped on a leather couch in the far corner. It's Steve. His head is tipped back against the cushion, brown hair a mess, a half-empty bottle dangling from his fingers. He doesn't register the chaos, doesn't see you approach. Just sits there, staring at the ceiling like he's trying to find answers in the popcorn texture. When you drop onto the cushion beside him, he blinks, slow and heavy, and turns his head. A ghost of a smirk flickers ac…